Chapter 113: The Fusion of Heavenly Fire

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Li Xingjian’s brows drew tightly together.

This body of Li Qi’s had only one arm. Moreover, Li Qi’s sword had been taken by Qin Feng, completely severing its spiritual connection. A Sword Immortal’s entire cultivation rested upon his flying sword; without it, his offensive power was naturally reduced by ninety percent.

He had thought that dealing with a third-stage Human Astral Qin Feng would be a simple matter with his newly acquired Star-Shatter Eye. Who could have imagined that this brat also possessed an eye divine ability, making him an utterly monstrous freak?

But Li Xingjian was not Li Qi!

Although this puppet body possessed only the strength of a half-step Earthly Astral cultivator, his combat experience from the Heavenly Astral stage and several strange divine abilities remained. He was nowhere near being forced into a dead end by a third-stage Human Astral Qin Feng!

A flash of lightning appeared across his body.

Li Xingjian’s figure suddenly moved several yards backward, his speed as swift as a bolt of lightning.

Thunderbolt Flash!

Who would have thought that Li Xingjian was also a thunder cultivator? Thinking of Li Haoran’s mutated Thunder Profound Root, Qin Feng immediately understood. His father’s Profound Root must have been a mutated Thunder Profound Root as well.

Qin Feng’s brows furrowed.

Thunder cultivators were renowned for their speed. Among all spell cultivators, the swiftness of their movement arts could be called unmatched.

Qin Feng could only stamp his foot and continue the pursuit.

His speed was already extremely fast, but he was still far slower than the thunder-cultivating Li Xingjian.

While using the art of thunder movement to maintain his distance from Qin Feng, Li Xingjian did not remain idle. He repeatedly formed sword signs with his fingers and unleashed the Great Wilderness Cloud-Piercing Finger Sword Technique at Qin Feng.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

In an instant, several more bloody holes appeared across Qin Feng’s body.

Qin Feng had seen this finger-sword divine ability before. Though it was far weaker when used through Li Qi’s body than when Li Xingjian wielded it in person, it was still impossible to evade completely.

It was fast and bizarre, striking wherever the finger pointed. Qin Feng could only shift slightly to protect his vital organs.

Even so, Qin Feng was now covered in wounds from head to toe.

“Hahaha, brat, this day next year will be your death anniversary. Die!”

With that, another finger sword shot toward him.

Yet at that moment, Qin Feng suddenly stopped pursuing and allowed the finger sword to pierce through his shoulder.

Li Xingjian was astonished.

Had Qin Feng realized he could not win and given up?

Clearly not. Under Li Xingjian’s bewildered gaze, two strange and mysterious flames suddenly rose before Qin Feng.

One flame was red and the other white. The aura radiating from one was searingly hot, while the other carried threads of biting cold. The instant the two flames appeared, Li Xingjian’s expression became grave.

“What exactly is this brat trying to do?”

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The two flames before him were indeed formidable, but so long as he prevented them from touching this puppet body, they were not worthy of fear. What he could not understand was what Qin Feng actually intended to do.

Li Xingjian was not the only one who could not understand. Even Huo Siyan, wrapped within the purple cocoon and receiving her inheritance, was equally mystified.

Although she was inside the purple cocoon, it did not prevent her from sensing what was happening around her. She had witnessed the entire battle.

From Zhan Bai’s ambush at the very beginning to Qin Feng’s release of the two mysterious flames, everything demonstrated that this young man before her was not only powerful but unfathomably mysterious.

It was a kind of mystery that inspired fear.

He had gone from being a useless nobody to suddenly becoming a death god with countless hidden trump cards, someone no one could stand against—even capable of confronting Li Xingjian’s substitute head-on.

At this moment, Huo Siyan felt truly miserable.

Was it guilt? Or remorse? Huo Siyan did not know. All she knew was that an inexplicable pain had seized her heart.

Even Qin Feng himself was releasing both flames he had subdued from the Nine Devouring Heavenly Fire Bead for the first time.

In the past, whenever he faced an enemy, Qin Feng would choose one flame according to the circumstances. But today, both flames appeared together, hovering before him. Their two scorching energies collided against each other, seemingly repelled by the other’s existence.

That was right—they repelled each other!

Neither flame was ordinary. Both were supreme flames containing an incomparably immense destructive power.

Qin Feng did not care what anyone else thought.

After giving a cold snort, the expression on his face instantly turned savage. It was a ruthless determination—ruthless toward others, and even more ruthless toward himself.

His eyes became as red as blood, blazing with a hatred that pierced to the bone. Under the astonished gazes of Li Xingjian and Huo Siyan, the two flames dancing in Qin Feng’s palms suddenly pressed together.

The Heavenly Fire possessed nine transformations!

What Qin Feng was now performing was the first transformation: Heavenly Fire Fusion!

“Fuse the two flames? Has Qin Feng… gone mad?”

Within the purple cocoon, Huo Siyan stared at Qin Feng’s seemingly foolish act of suicide, so shocked that she nearly cried out.

Li Xingjian, however, sneered disdainfully.

In his opinion, the two flames in Qin Feng’s hands were indeed extraordinary. Yet the more advanced the flames, the less compatible they were with one another. Even if Qin Feng could control two flames of different attributes at the same time, it was absolutely impossible for him to bring two violent flame forces into contact and remain unharmed.

Such an act was no different from suicide.

This was a natural law of the Heavenly Dao, common knowledge acknowledged by everyone in the world of immortal cultivation.

Yet Qin Feng’s actions today seemed intended to defy the Heavenly Dao, to shatter common sense and fuse the two flames together in an instant.

“Hmph. Utterly foolish!”

Li Xingjian let out a mocking snort. In his eyes, Qin Feng was undoubtedly already a dead man.

Qin Feng, by contrast, remained crazed and utterly absorbed, continuing to fuse the flames in his palms. This was his first attempt. His only theoretical basis was Qiu Huozi’s book, The Nine Transformations of Heavenly Fire. It was merely a conjectural method of flame manipulation and had never been tested in practice.

In truth, the first transformation of Heavenly Fire did not involve completely fusing the flames. Instead, it sought every possible means to lower the critical threshold at which the flames became incompatible, then relied on powerful spiritual sense to control them in a delicate balance, temporarily joining them together.

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Instability was inevitable—but that was precisely what he wanted!

If he could cause that instability to erupt beside an enemy, it would unleash a super-destructive force ten times greater than the flames’ original power.

If properly controlled, such power might even allow him to kill someone across an entire major realm.

This method was exceedingly dangerous. Qin Feng had never been able to make up his mind to test it, because the slightest loss of control could result in his own destruction and death.

But today, Zhan Bai’s death had provoked him, driving Qin Feng into a state of madness in which he no longer had any reservations.

Although this was his first practical attempt, if his madness succeeded, Qin Feng would truly possess a terrifying killing technique capable of instantly slaughtering Earthly Astral cultivators head-on.

“Qiu Huozi, this is probably what you hoped to see—the successful execution of this technique, isn’t it?”

With that thought, Qin Feng suddenly exerted force with both hands. The red Nine Devouring Flame and the white Marrow Spirit Bone Fire rapidly drew together.

“Boom!”

The instant the two flame forces touched, a series of crackling sounds like exploding beans erupted from Qin Feng’s palms. His fleshly hands, protected by a hardened layer of keratin, immediately split open, blood streaming from them.

From the looks of it, had his palms not been protected by the hardening divine ability, they would have been blown to pieces on the spot by the violent flame forces. Perhaps this explosive flame technique was something only Qin Feng possessed the conditions to perform.

“Fuse for me!”

Enduring the excruciating pain in his palms, Qin Feng clenched his teeth and forced himself to ignore the terrifying energy escaping from the collision of the two flames. With a furious roar, he pressed both hands together with all his strength.

As his palms drew closer and closer, the mocking expression on Li Xingjian’s face slowly froze. In the next moment, it became increasingly solemn.

What Qin Feng was doing was something so terrifying that Li Xingjian could never have imagined it, not even in his dreams.

At that moment, a glimmer of wisdom like starlight in the night flashed through Qin Feng’s eyes. His Purple Heaven Eye operated at full power, observing every subtle detail, while his formidable spiritual sense continuously perceived and thread by thread controlled the violent changes in every wisp of flame energy.

A body of astonishing strength, the mysterious Purple Heaven Eye, and spiritual sense powerful enough to rival a demon—none of these three could be lacking.

Under Qin Feng’s control, the two flame forces broke through one violent critical threshold after another, driving the flames’ destructive energy to its absolute limit. The dual-colored fireball continued to expand, and the energy contained within it swelled rapidly.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Another thunderous explosion rang out. Qin Feng’s hands were covered in blood as he lowered his head and stared at the red-and-white fireball filled with energy capable of destroying Heaven and Earth.

Within it, mysterious red and white flames surged and twisted like snakes. The terrifying energy made Qin Feng’s pupils contract sharply. As his heart pounded, he clearly understood that he had driven the energy to the utmost point of violence.

It was the omen of an imminent explosion.

“That thing in Qin Feng’s hands… it’s going to explode!” Huo Siyan murmured.

“It’s really going to explode?”

Sensing the violent destructive power contained within the fireball, Li Xingjian’s composure from before vanished completely. His face filled with terrified disbelief. He hurriedly extended a finger and fired a destructive finger sword toward the red-and-white mass of flame, which continued to swell and expand in Qin Feng’s palms.

“Hahaha, too late!”

The instant Qin Feng’s words fell, the world seemed to suddenly fall silent. Even the wind vanished.

Qin Feng stood suspended in midair. At the tip of his right index finger rested a perfectly round sphere of flame.